Qiankun Gourd

"Ha ha!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, smiled slightly, and then changed the subject.

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'll take these four people's spirits back with me. They'll be of great use!"

"I understand! Senior Ye wants to refine them into puppets!"

"That would be great!"

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Qingsha said happily.

"Well! Farewell!"

Ye Feng no longer cared about what happened next. Instead, his figure flashed and turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot, returning to his own cave in Qingsha City.

The news that the four Rakshasa tribes were defeated and the four elders were killed spread quickly, causing panic among the four tribes.

Patriarch Qingsha had no intention of making things difficult for these people, and announced the crimes of the four elders to the public, saying that they wanted to sell out the Rakshasa tribe to the Shura tribe, bringing doom to the Rakshasa tribe.

After hearing this, the cultivators of the four clans expressed their unwillingness to associate with the four elders and let Patriarch Qingsha serve as the great elder of the entire Raksha clan.

With the recommendation of everyone, Patriarch Qingsha became the great elder of the Rakshasa clan to jointly deal with the Shura clan.

The Shura clan was also greatly surprised when they heard that two Shuras were killed and the four Rakshasa clans turned against them.

The Shura clan’s ancestral hall.

"Master, please take action personally to avenge the two Taoist friends who died, as well as tens of thousands of disciples!"

An old man with a yellow face bowed towards the front of the hall.

"Please take action, Patriarch!"

Several other people in the hall also requested at the same time.

"Humph! It seems that I have no choice but to take action."

"In that case, let's head straight to Qingsha City!"

In the main hall, a skinny old man in a black robe said coldly. This skinny old man was none other than Saint Luo Patriarch of the Shura Clan, the new Mahayana cultivator.

"As ordered!"

Everyone agreed.

As soon as he finished speaking, under the leadership of Patriarch Saint Luo, the four Shuras in the hall turned into a beam of light and disappeared on the spot.

They broke through the air and headed straight for Qingsha City.

With a Mahayana cultivator leading the way, any magic array in front of them was like paper and was broken in an instant. In half a day, they passed through the Rakshasa tribe's protective array and entered the Rakshasa tribe's territory.

Their escape speed was so fast that the Rakshasa sentries could not detect their trace at all.

Ye Feng had just refined another puppet at this time, when the voice of the Qingsha ancestor suddenly came from outside the cave.

"Senior Ye! We sense a powerful presence flying towards us. It is very likely that Grandmaster Saint Luo will take action himself!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng waved his hand lightly, and the puppet in front of him disappeared. His spiritual sense probed outside, and from a thousand miles away, he found five figures flying towards this side.

"Yes, it is indeed that Saint Luo Patriarch who has arrived!"

"Fellow Daoist Qingsha, go inform Fellow Daoist Zhao and the others, and we will go meet them together!"

Ye Feng had already calculated that the Shura clan would never give up, so he let Zhao Wuji and the other two stay in Qingsha City. He didn't expect that they would come so soon.

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Patriarch Qingsha agreed and disappeared in a flash.

Soon, Ye Feng, Qingsha Patriarch, Zhao Wuji, Ying Lihua, and Liu Hanwen appeared in the sky above Qingsha City at the same time.

"The Saint Luo Patriarch has the cultivation of the Mahayana period, so let me deal with him. The others can be left to the four Taoist friends!"

Ye Feng said to the four people.

"Don't worry, Senior Ye. We will definitely make sure they never come back this time!"

Zhao Wuji patted his chest and said.

The others nodded slightly.

"Okay! Let's go meet them!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot, with the other four following closely behind him.

About half an hour later, Ye Feng and his companions met Saint Luo and his four companions high in the sky over a valley.

"You're welcome, just kill them!"

Ye Feng said.

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Qingsha and others took out their treasures and rushed towards the opposite side.

"kill!"

Patriarch Shengluo waved his hand lightly, and four Shuras also flew out.

"Hehe! It seems that my two beloved disciples died in your hands?"

When Patriarch Sheng Luo saw that others were following Ye Feng's lead, a cold light flashed in his eyes and he spoke coldly.

"Yes! I killed him. What do you want, sir?"

Ye Feng said it without hesitation, he had long wanted to compete with this Saint Luo Patriarch.

"Good, very good! I never thought that a cultivator in the late stage of fusion would be so arrogant in front of me!"

"You even killed my two beloved disciples. It seems like you really don't want to live anymore!"

After Saint Luo Patriarch finished speaking, he pointed his hand and a beam of black light shot out.

Seeing this, Ye Feng did not hesitate to activate the Wuji Divine Light in his body, and a black and white light shot out.

In the blink of an eye, the black and white light collided with the black light, and there was a sound of explosion.

This was just a small test by both sides, and they did not show their real ability at the moment.

"This kid is not simple! No wonder he was able to kill my two beloved disciples! With the cultivation level of the late stage of fusion, he actually has the magic power of the Mahayana stage!"

"I think he must have some treasure on him!"

"Okay, let him die knowingly today!"

The corners of Saint Luo's mouth slightly raised as he thought secretly in his heart.

"He is indeed a Mahayana cultivator! Humph, he only has the magic power of a Mahayana cultivator for a few hundred years!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly in his heart.

"See what other tricks the other party can come up with!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's mind moved slightly, and a thousand-foot-tall skeleton hand flew out from behind him and grabbed the other party.

Patriarch Saint Luo waved his hand lightly, and a black ghost claw a thousand feet high fell from the sky and grabbed it without any hesitation.

There was a loud rumbling sound!

The huge skeleton hand and the black ghost claw collided with each other in an instant, and an earth-shaking sound was heard.

For a moment, the two sides were evenly matched and were stuck in a stalemate.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Saint Luo smiled coldly, and then his mind moved slightly. Several black ghost heads instantly flew out from the ghost claw. These black ghost heads opened their big mouths and bit the skeleton hand fiercely. In a moment, they wrapped the skeleton hand in it and began to swallow it with a crunching sound.

Ye Feng frowned slightly when he saw this scene. At the same time, he felt that the magic power in his body was being sucked away bit by bit.

"What a powerful method!"

Ye Feng was extremely shocked. The other party was an expert in using ghost techniques. Ye Feng was still outclassed by him.

So he moved his mind slightly, and the huge skeleton hand flashed and disappeared.

“Haha! Brat, that’s all you have, and you still want to fight me? You’re really courting death!”

"Hand over the treasures on you, and I will spare your life!"

Seeing that he had the upper hand for a while, Saint Luo Patriarch shouted happily.

"Don't be happy too soon, old man!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and a five-colored magic sword flew out. After the five-colored magic sword flew out, its shape swelled in the wind and instantly turned into a giant sword hundreds of feet long.

The black ghost claw grabbed forward suddenly, and the giant sword slashed at the ghost claw.